A happy place

Yesterday I spent time at Gagey Tree, reflecting on his 8 short years of life...I reflected on what type of man he would have grown up to be, I wondered what his profession would have been, would he have married and had children, would he have made a difference in the world, had he lived?  It is so sad that he will never grow up, but forever be a child.  

 his tree is growing so big, it is alive...I go often to the tree.  I have been watering it, nurturing it, watching it grow and mature into an adult tree...the tree is 9 yrs old, as Gagey would have been too...so each year the tree ages, then that would be Gagey age...so it is a reminder to me, that Gage is growing and maturing and feeding the earth...

My advocate, me and Boomer...took a lunch out and sat next to the tree.  I called John, he wanted me to call when I got to the tree, we talked about Gagey, it was a good phone call....

So, now we move forward...the first year anniversary is over...hopefully instead of being sad or angry from this time forward, I am going to try and be hopeful and happy, because I know that is what Gagey would want...for me to be happy.   Boomer is always happy to come to the tree, it is a happy place for him, with the creek and open space, as you can see from this picture:

So if my dog can be happy and make the most of a bad situation, then so can I....we all can.

S